Monthly Archives: May 2006

the colour of your heart…

I was reading today, Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases by Grenville Kleiser. Of course. If you aren’t reading that kind of book then your life is just too flimflam, and I would ask you to cut it out. The book’s subtitle … Continue reading

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for the geeks amongst us…

Hello geeks (you know who you are). Here’s a platform statshot from my blogs: Marginalia   Aquaculture Windows XP 346   Windows 98 523 Windows 188   Windows XP 422 Windows 2000 138   Windows 272 Mac 71   Windows … Continue reading

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stamping my cloven hoof…

I used to work with people who wanted to set up their own businesses. I enjoyed helping people learn some of the probing questions needed to decide if the business was viable of not. One of the people wanted to … Continue reading

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The Secret Life of Bees

Note: Spoiler alert – contains details about how the book ends. Don’t read on if you’d prefer to discover how the story ends for yourself. I read Sue Monk Kidd’s The Secret Life of Bees yesterday. Having helped with my … Continue reading

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and the wheel goes around…

We were thrilled to get a note from our multimedia artist friend, Marcel today – “So i decided to try and play with a blog, and I did it!” Yay! Marcel has been working with our Damian and a number … Continue reading

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I do want to go to Chelsea!

High on my list of stunning things to do with my life would be to win a gold at the Chelsea Flower Show. Yes, my comedic regular readers, I know my chances are pretty much limited to possible runner up … Continue reading

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A number of my creative pals around the world seem to have sludged to a halt. I couldn’t work out what the issue is, and then I noted from Kate’s blog that it was international towel day – of course. … Continue reading

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from here to there (and back again)

I had lunch with Phil, back briefly from Omarama. Where? Omarama, New Zealand’s centre for waves. No, not the water ocean, the big ocean, the one we live in. In between applying his civilising influence to glider pilots from around … Continue reading

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random events

It seems strange to me when people talk about things being ‘random’. Especially when they’re not. Unusual, but not random. I was sitting on the bus on the way home tonight and I had this random thought arrive and I … Continue reading

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and then there were none

I’ve been amazed over the last week at how winter has bust a move. Nothing overly exceptional, a bit of a southerly, nothing to write home write about. What has been screamingly obvious to me has been the sudden departure … Continue reading

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